Although the outcome of the battle in the sky had been decided, the spectators below remained silent for a long time.
If Wang Chongjin's previous sword strike was said to have returned to its original state, then in comparison, Zhang Yu's sword strike could be said to be upright, suppressing others with force, which was even more shocking.
Many people could not help but have a thought in their minds. If there was a sword technique in the world that could break ten thousand techniques, perhaps it would look like this?
At this moment, an escape light flew into the sky. It was the Daoist who was with Yu Fu who went forward to catch the falling Wang Chongjin. He examined him and found that although Wang Chongjin was not dead, his body was severely damaged. Not to mention his future path, it would be difficult for him to keep his cultivation.
He could not help but feel a trace of regret. He looked up at Zhang Yu and said, "Zhang Xuanzheng, you're too ruthless."
Zhang Yu said indifferently, "Fellow Daoist Wang's sword has killing intent. I've already shown mercy for everyone's sake."
The Daoist was immediately speechless.
You can't say that you won't let others kill you just because you want to kill them. Moreover, they had seen the situation of the battle clearly. Wang Chongjin's sword strike was merciless. Zhang Yu had indeed shown mercy by not taking his life.
He sighed, apologized, and retreated.
Daoist Wan Ming looked at the escape light that landed on the side of the True Cultivators and said in a deep voice, "Everyone, be careful. These True Cultivators can't be trusted. Be wary of them causing trouble."
Everyone deeply agreed with him.
Wen Liang thought for a moment. In fact, he didn't think that these True Cultivators would do anything. Otherwise, he wouldn't have appeared in front of them so openly. But just now, it was the True Cultivators who caused the trouble, so Wan Ming's order was understandable.
Lieutenant Ming looked at the result of the battle from afar and muttered, "Amazing, really amazing."
At his level, the power was interlinked. Even if he did not know the sword technique, he could still understand the power of the various changes in it.
Not to mention Zhang Yu, he felt that if it was Wang Chongjin who came to the Wilderness for the first time, he would not necessarily be a match for this person.
But now, he was actually still confident that he could fight. The people he hated the most were people like Patriarch Yuan Tong. He couldn't even touch the edge of the battle. But it was also this person who made him understand his weakness and tried to make up for it.
In the distance, the soldiers on the military base were silent. Although they could not understand the various sword techniques during the battle, the last sword strike was like the sun in the sky. It was deeply imprinted in their minds, making their hearts tremble and they did not dare to face it... In the past, they had always thought that as long as they put on the profound armor, they would be able to fight against cultivators. Cultivators did not seem to be anything special. However, the scene before them now told them that this was not the case. This was hard for them to accept.
At this moment, someone looked at the crowd and suddenly raised his voice, "Everyone, why are you so dejected? Do you know who that person is? That is Xuanzheng of the Xuanfu, a rare middle level cultivator. Perhaps he is close to the upper level. You don't have to be dejected. There are not many people like him among the cultivators.
And in our army, don't we also have Lieutenant Ming and Lieutenant Mo? Their strength is far from what we can compare to. Isn't this the same principle? "
Everyone thought about it and felt that it made sense.
Someone else said, "Yes, and we have a Dark Weapon. Why should we be afraid of these cultivators?"
"That's right!" Someone immediately agreed and pretended to be relaxed, "Just like that Zhang Xuanzheng, I think he can't withstand a Dark Weapon, right? If we fight with him, even if we can't win, we can still take him down with us, right?
Moreover, we have thousands of people behind us. How many cultivators are there? Even if one or two of them are especially powerful, what's the use? "
Everyone nodded in agreement. After this round of self-consolation, they felt that cultivators weren't that scary anymore, and their hearts relaxed a little.
In fact, they also knew that cultivators and soldiers had their own strengths. They could not blindly praise or belittle them. However, they had been deliberately influenced by someone for a long time. They always thought that cultivators were a group of people who should be eliminated. Now that they saw the real situation, it was difficult to get rid of this idea, so they subconsciously did not want to face it.
After Zhang Yu defeated Wang Chongjin, he stood in the sky for a long time as if he was thinking about something. After a long time, he floated down.
After greeting everyone, he walked into the inner room and sat down cross-legged. He picked up the Cicada Sword and sensed it.
He poured all his essence, energy, and spirit into the sword for the last sword. As the momentum rose like never before, something seemed to be born on the sword.
He also vaguely felt something, but he still felt that something was missing.
However, he was not anxious because he knew that he had touched the threshold. He believed that as long as he kept trying, it would not be difficult to find that feeling again.
He sneered, "I have to thank this person for helping me sharpen my sword."
If it were not for Wang Chongjin, even if he could feel this change, it would be a long time later. It could be a year or so, or it could be eight or ten years. This was also one of the reasons why he did not kill this person.
Inside the military fort's conference hall, Cao Du had been discussing the battle arrangements with his subordinates. At this moment, he also heard that the rumbling outside had stopped.
He looked outside and said to the deputy, "Go outside and see what's going on."
The deputy acknowledged and walked out. After a while, he came back and said, "General, this battle is over. Zhang Xuanzheng is the winner."
Cao Du nodded and said, "Then it's fine. Go there on my behalf and ask about the details. We promise that there won't be any accidents before the battle."
The deputy acknowledged with a solemn voice.
After the deputy left, Cao Du looked back at the table and said to the military officers, "Let's continue."
After Wang Chongjin's defeat, nothing else happened in the wilderness. In the blink of an eye, another ten days had passed. It was now the end of the fifth month.
Zhang Yu sat cross-legged in the inner chamber of the encampment. The Cicada Sword in his hand was like a streak of flowing light. It was incomparably dazzling and the entire chamber was illuminated. However, with a thought, all the light was retracted and that sword blade appeared once again. This process repeated several times.
He nodded and with a thought, the sword emitted a long hum and flew back into its scabbard.
Afterward, he called out in his mind and summoned the Great Dao Royal Seal. At this moment, there was an additional seal named "Sword of Wisdom" on it.
The "Sword of Wisdom" seal could pour most of his mental energy into it in an instant and use it to attack and kill the enemy.
With this seal, he would not only have the Word Seal as a killing move when he fought with others.
With the addition of such a method, his attacking methods would also be able to produce more variations.
The only regret was that although this move could be used to attack from afar, it couldn't be used thousands of miles away. If he wanted to do this, he would need to temper himself further.
After reading the seal, he put away the Grand Dao chapter and walked out of the inner room. Walking to the main hall, he first flipped through the documents on the table, then ordered someone to invite Wen Liang over. He then asked, "Fellow Daoist Wen, how are those Daoists in the Spirit Mystery Realm doing recently?"
Wen Liang said, "Reporting to Xuan Zheng, after Daoist Wang was severely injured by Xuan Zheng, they moved out of the accommodation I arranged for them and went to the wilderness to settle down."
Zhang Yu understood that after such a matter, there would be a layer of ill feeling between Zhen Xiu and Xuanxiu. Whether Wang Chongjin came out of his own volition or was pushed by someone behind the scenes was no longer important. As long as it didn't affect the overall situation, he didn't need to care too much. He would straighten things out step by step.
After Wen Liang left, he began to deal with some of the documents that had accumulated. In the afternoon, a cultivator walked in and handed over a report. He said, "Xuan Zheng, this is the report from the military headquarters."
Zhang Yu took the report and read it.
While he was in seclusion, the army had pushed the fortress a great distance to the Shuang Continent.
Just as the Frost Continent needed the base as a springboard to attack the Azure Sun Continent, the Azure Sun Army also needed such a place.
Previously, the military headquarters had set up many military bases at a distance of five thousand to seven thousand miles from the Frost Continent.
Although the Frost Continent had tried to uproot this place several times, they were unsuccessful. Coupled with the repeated attacks from the military headquarters' fleet, the losses were very great, so they completely retreated into the fortress.
The Azure Sun Army had now entered three thousand miles, but at this point, the Xuan Soldiers of the Frost Continent could easily fall on their heads, so it was difficult to go further.
However, it was enough for him to reach this point.
Now the time to send out the troops had been officially set, on the 28th of the fifth month.
Now the first batch of troops had arrived at the frontline and were responsible for consolidating the position. After the rest of the troops arrived, they would rest for a few days before launching the general attack.
He put down the report and asked the servant to find Daoist Wan Ming, "The date of the army's deployment has been set, it will be in seven days. How are the preparations?"
Daoist Wan Ming said, "Xuan Zheng, rest assured, everything has been arranged."
Zhang Yu nodded. He had already discussed with Yun Chen. This time he would personally lead the cultivators and the army to the frontline, striving to destroy the Frost Continent.
He looked into the depths of the wilderness, hoping to find the answer he had been looking for.
The official date of the army's deployment was set, and seven days passed in a flash.
On the 28th, the long sound of a bugle horn came from the wilderness, followed by the rumbling of military drums. The sound was so loud that it could be said to be earth-shattering.
Following the communication of the radiant light, the numerous military forts and floating boats all over the wasteland emitted a dazzling light. Numerous flying boats slowly rose into the air, densely filling the sky, and then flew into the distance!
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